Mr. Yang, the owner, is also a fishing enthusiast, and therefore joins the fishing group.
Although many people in Chen Weiqiang's fishing group went home empty-handed, quite a few also caught big fish.
The shrewd Mr. Yang often buys fish from fishing groups.
He had just finished his work at the shop when he discovered that the fishing group had exploded again.
I missed out on the red-spotted fish this morning; someone else bought it. I've been incredibly upset all morning.
Such a big red-spotted fish! If it were resold in Hong Kong, the price could be two or three times higher.
He was so excited when he saw the even bigger red-spotted fish that Chen Zhiyao posted in the group chat that he immediately called her.
"Tangtang, please save this fish for me. We can discuss the price."
Chen Zhiyao smiled and flattered him, "Brother Yang, you're an expert in this field, so you can set the price you want."
Everyone can see the information in the group. The last red-spotted fish, weighing over 4 jin (2 catties), sold for a high price of 5,000 yuan.
Then this one, which weighs about 5 jin (2.5 catties), will definitely not be priced lower than this.
Boss Yang didn't mince words, "This fish looks to be about 5 jin (2.5 catties), so I'll price it at 1200 yuan per jin."
Upon hearing the price, Chen Zhiyao's eyes lit up:
"Okay, let's do it your way, Brother Yang."
Yang Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Zhiyao had agreed.
"Tangtang, where are you now? Shall I come pick you up?"
"No need, it's almost 12 o'clock. I'll take the fish over to you and have lunch in town while I'm at it. We can continue fishing in the afternoon."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhiyao and her grandfather happily headed to town.
Chen Zhiyao sat in the back of the tricycle, with two large buckets of live fish in front of her.
Whether it's the red-spotted fish or the large bass, they've clearly rested by now, impatiently swishing their tails in the bucket, splashing water everywhere.
Chen Zhiyao wiped the water droplets from her face and neck. Instead of being angry, she smiled even more happily.
"They're quite energetic; they'll definitely fetch a good price later."
On the way, Chen Zhiyao also sent a voice message to her father.
"Dad, Grandpa and I are going to town to sell fish and have lunch there. What do you want to eat? I'll pack some for you later."
"That's perfect, I can't leave right now. Whatever you're eating, just pack one for me, I'm not picky."
"Okay, I'll figure it out myself."
Then Chen Weiqiang sent another red envelope to his daughter.
Chen Zhiyao clicked on it and saw it was still a 100-yuan note. She smiled sweetly and whispered:
"Looks like my dad's fishing tackle stall is doing pretty well today."
Then came the old man's hearty voice:
"You don't even look at how many anglers there are on the other side of the embankment. Just the bait they use for groundbaiting alone could probably sell for a lot."
"Your dad's a bit clever; he even set up a loudspeaker to sell bait for red-spotted fish. His brain is just like mine."
Then the old man added smugly, "You're just like me, hahaha."
The grandfather and granddaughter had a good relationship, and Chen Zhiyao teased her deliberately, "Say that again in front of your grandma?"
"..."
The old man fell silent.
He's not a coward, he's just following his heart.
There were too many people on the embankment side, and the two were afraid of revealing their location, so they deliberately went around to the other side where there were fewer people.
It took nearly 40 minutes to get to the Yang family's purchasing point.
By this time, Yang Jiajun was already peering out from the doorway, muttering to himself.
"Why hasn't my red-spotted fish arrived yet?"
He has already contacted a buyer in Hong Kong at a very good price; now all that's missing is the fish.
Upon seeing the two familiar figures in the distance, Yang Jiajun immediately went to greet them warmly.
His fawning manner was just like someone trying to curry favor with their in-laws on their first visit.
Seeing the lively red-spotted fish still jumping around in the car, Yang Jiabu's smile became even brighter.
Mr. Yang, carrying a heavy bucket, jogged over to the place where the fish catch was weighed.
"5 jin and 2 liang, according to the previously agreed price of 1200 yuan per jin, the total is 6240 yuan."
After carefully placing the red-spotted fish, Yang Jiajun turned around and noticed that there was also a threadfin fish in the bucket.
"This threadfin is quite big, weighing 5.6 jin (2.8 kg), at 55 yuan per jin, totaling 308 yuan."
Chen Zhiyao caught two fish in the morning and earned 6,548 yuan.
Looking at the payment notification on my phone, I was overjoyed.
As expected of the King of Fish, one of them is worth a month's salary for an average person.
At this point, Yang Jiajun had already started settling the bill for the old man.
"This big sea bass is also good, and it's quite lively. However, sea bass is too common, so I can only offer it for 42 yuan per jin at most."
"These red sea bream are a bit small, 50 yuan per catty. These few stone nine-headed fish weighing over 4 liang are 70 yuan per catty, and the rest of the smaller ones are 60 yuan per catty."
Grandpa Chen knew a lot about seafood prices and knew that this price was already quite good, so he nodded in satisfaction.
10 jin of sea bass, 42 yuan per jin, totaling 420 yuan. 1.1 jin of red snapper, 50 yuan per jin, totaling 55 yuan.
The large stone goose weighs 2.2 jin (approximately 1.6 kg) and costs 70 yuan per jin, totaling 154 yuan. The small one weighs 3 jin (approximately 1.5 kg) and costs 60 yuan per jin, totaling 180 yuan.
Grandpa Chen had a good day, earning a total of 809 yuan.
Although the old man's morning catch was not bad, he was still not satisfied because he didn't catch the kingfish, the red-spotted fish, and planned to go back early to continue fishing.
Once outside the purchasing station, Grandpa Chen urged his dawdling granddaughter to hurry up:
"There's a small shop right next door that specializes in seafood noodles and seafood fried rice. The food is pretty good. Let's go there for lunch."
"Sure."
Chen Zhiyao is not a picky eater, and she quite likes seafood noodles and seafood fried rice.
The small shop was very close to the Yang family's purchasing station; it was just around the corner.
It was just past lunchtime, and the restaurant wasn't crowded, so the two found an empty table and sat down.
This little shop looks like it has some history; the menu is still handwritten, and the signature dishes are seafood noodles and seafood fried rice.
Chen Zhiyao ordered a large portion of seafood noodles, and Grandpa Chen ordered a seafood fried rice.
There weren't many people in the restaurant at that time, and within a few minutes, the fragrant and steaming seafood noodles and seafood fried rice were served.
Seafood noodles
Seafood Fried Rice
The seafood used in the restaurant is all brought back from the dock that day.
Although it wasn't any expensive seafood, it was very fresh and tasted quite good, very delicious.
Chen Zhiyao, who was already starving, not only finished all the noodles, but also drank all the soup.
Since soup noodles are difficult to pack, she packed a seafood fried rice for her dad instead.
The prices at this little shop are very reasonable. My dad gave me a 100 yuan red envelope, and I still had 40 yuan left.
This little shop has good food and is quite affordable.
Chen Zhiyao thought that if it was too late after selling the fish, she could come here to eat before going home, so that her family wouldn't have to wait for them on an empty stomach.
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